Reading: an Enduring Interest
I started reading In the Woods two days ago, and all I want to do is FIND OUT WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON IN KNOCKNAREE. I want to walk around with an earbud in one ear constantly to find out what happens next. But I don't want to set a bad example for the kids. So instead I've been listening to it deep into the night, and I find myself inventing reasons to be in the kitchen so I can put it on the radio and listen. "Oh, raspberries are on sale, I better buy a flat and make raspberry jam. Even though I have made 14 jars of it already this week. Gotta love summer produce! (And a reason to spend an hour in the kitchen!)"
Its shameless really, but I am glad I can still be swept away in a good story. Its comforting to know that even though the method of reading has changed for me, the enduring interest has not.